"I will recommend you a crosstalk master named Guo later."
Sha Chenyan's face turned red and he said: "Junior brother only wants to seek immortality and will never talk about cross talk."
Zhao Yaner took the Coke from Yan Xi and asked doubtfully: "What is cross talk?"
He was suddenly stunned again and said: "That's not right! You Daxue Mountain, Shenxiao Yunhe, the fourth generation! Uncle Gu Shen Ye is the Shenzi generation, and Junior Brother Yunxiao, you are the Xiaoxiao generation. They are all right. Why is this person
Junior brother, is your name Yunlei? You are of the wrong seniority!"
"Hurry up and ask Uncle Shenye!"
Taking Yunsou's Valley God Leaves, Zheng and Zhuiyunsou Lingzhou set up several fruit plates at the most scenic spot outside the cave and drank very light rice wine.
He took a few sips and remembered the beauty of Yan Xi preparing food and drinks before collecting the dust. He took out a can of beer and opened it casually.
Zhuiyun Sou asked Zhou Ni to look at it and said, "What is this?"
Ceres Ye said: "Apprentice is filial!"
Ling Zhou grabbed it with his hand and said: "I am so stingy with my old friend. Since I am my nephew's filial piety, I should have my share."
He took a sip, smacked his lips and said, "Not very good!"
Ling Zhou took another sip, continued to smack his lips, and said, "Well, it's not bad!"
After Ling Zhou took his third sip, he looked a little drunk and said, "This is a bit interesting."
Ceres looked at his old friend, drank a can of beer in one gulp, his face turned red and white, and said: "This is the last can in my hand!"
Zhuiyun Sou sighed and said: "Where are you fooling the ghost? Not yet. Take it out quickly. We haven't seen each other for a long time. We just want to drink as much as we want."
At this moment, Sha Chenyan ran out and asked anxiously: "Master, am I the Xiao generation or the Yun generation?"
Ling Zhou laughed loudly, and Gu Shenye looked embarrassed and said: "That's wrong, that's wrong, I will give you a new Taoist name, call it - Chongxiao!"
Yan Xi followed behind, and when he heard this sentence, he complained: "Junior Brother Chongxiao, you can't engage in the cross talk industry in the future!"
He glanced at the newly released junior brother "Chongxiao" and thought to himself: "If I wrote the novel like this, there would be more than a thousand readers scolding me in the book and chapter reviews: You wrote it like this on purpose, just to cheat the word count, right?
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Yan Xi saw that Zhuiyun Souling Zhou had an empty beer can in his hand, and obediently took out a box of beer, a box of Coke, and the supermarket delicacies that he had not taken out just now, such as roasted chicken, roasted goose, soy sauce beef, and pork.
Hoofs, sausages, meatballs, crystal pine nut tripe, thousand knots, kelp rolls...we placed them one by one on paper plates and retreated silently.
Ceres Ye said with some pride: "Isn't my apprentice good?"
Ling Zhou snorted coldly and said: "Not as good as my apprentice!"
Ceres Ye did not argue, opened a can of beer for his old friend, and opened a can himself. The atmosphere between the two old men suddenly became lively.
Yan Xi got a new Taoist name, quietly went back to the cave, and continued to talk nonsense with Zhao Yan'er.
In the evening, Zhui Yunsou arranged for his old friend to stay. Zhao Yan'er insisted on sharing a cave with Yan Xi no matter what, and arranged a separate cave for Sha Chenyan.
At night, Yan Xi felt at ease and meditated until dawn.
Zhao Yaner woke up very early and was already practicing swordsmanship outside the cave.
When Yan Xi left the cave, he didn't see Zhui Yunsou Lingzhou or his master. He didn't know what the two old guys were doing. He thought to himself: "It seems that they will stay here for a while."
"Junior Brother Sha, he must be practicing again. He is so advanced and works so hard. He can be called the King of Rolling Kings, the General of Rolling Curtains, and Taoist Chongxiao."
Zhao Yan'er's flying sword turned into a white rainbow that was about ten feet tall, and she was practicing the art of integrating body and sword.
The integration of body and sword does not mean that the flying sword and the physical body are made into one, but the true energy of the flying sword and the qi and machine are integrated into one. The sword is like a psychic and the person is like a sharp sword!
After practicing swordsmanship to this point, you can fly with a sword and enter and leave the Qingming.
When facing the enemy, if you can raise your hands and feet, the sword energy will accompany you. You don't have to stick to the flying sword's original form.
The swordsman sect relies on flying swords to refine sword energy, and the flying sword itself is a furnace that provides sword energy. The mystery of it cannot be described by anyone who has not practiced it personally. It is difficult to describe the subtleties based on imagination.
Yan Xi looked at it for a while, feeling hot and envious.
His Snow Mountain Sect Breathing Technique has only broken through to the eighth level not long ago, and he has not yet been able to learn sword techniques. Even if he learns sword techniques, he doesn't know how many years it will take before he can unite his body and sword like Zhao Yan'er.
Zhao Yaner practiced her sword for an hour or two. When she saw Yan Xi outside the cave, breathing in her true energy, she said with a smile: "Junior Brother Yanxi, how about we go to Beiyan Mountain to play later?"
When Yan Xi heard that he was not going to Huangyan Mountain, he was immediately relieved and said, "Very good!"
Yan Xi asked curiously: "Brother, why don't you call me Yunxiao?"
Zhao Yaner said: "I don't like to use Taoist names either. Who likes to use that nowadays? My Taoist name is Luoshan."
Yan Xi asked curiously: "Aren't we from the same sect?"
Zhao Yaner smiled and said: "You are from the Snow Mountain Sect. My teacher Zhui Yunsou came from the Baidi Temple, so how can we be from the same sect? Our classmate from the Baidi Temple is - Mingshan Xiushui!"
"My teacher is from the Ming generation. I am of the same generation as Sun Youyue, the famous Taiyue Qitong. His Taoist name is much nicer than mine. It's called Yishan!"
Yan Xi thought: "Moving mountains? The Great Sage Lion and Camel King who moved mountains?"
Zhao Yan'er reached out and grabbed Yan Xi's shoulder. When the sword light came out, it was filled with brilliance, and she took him to fly with her.
Zhao Yan'er has lived in Yanchi Mountain for a long time, and is very familiar with the nearby Huangyan Mountain and Beiyan Mountain. She talks about the scenery and allusions, and what swordsmen and figures live in seclusion nearby, which is a hundred times more cheerful than the sand and smoke.
When Yan Xi saw Zhao Yan'er, his face was quite excited, and he suddenly realized: "Isn't he waiting for me to see the scenery, or maybe he wants to see a female crane?"
"Back then, Qingying and I had just become our boyfriend and girlfriend. We were so excited to go out every day and didn't even want to rush to finish the manuscript."
Zhao Yan'er was in Beiyan Mountain. There was a very beautiful place with a brilliant and prosperous valley. The sword light fell down. As expected, she called out: "Sister Yan'er, I'm here, and I brought a good friend with me."
Yan Xi couldn't help but cover his face and thought to himself: "Brother Zhao Yan'er, you have no experience in dating! How can you bring a big light bulb with you on a date?"
"I'll make an excuse later..."
"Forget it, I just estimated that it is about a few hundred kilometers from Yanchi Mountain to Beiyan Mountain. I can't go back alone."
"It's better to be a light bulb with soft light!"
A girl's voice chuckled: "Do you have any good friends that you would like to introduce to me?"
"Have you finished your homework?"
"Don't want to be scolded by Senior Zhui Yunsou again."
The two girls came together, sharing the flowers and the willows.
Yan Xi understood that Zhao Yaner brought him here not to make a light bulb, but to exchange money with another light bulb.